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The boxing ring is close to 60,000 people, maintaining the same expression.

Shocked, shocked!

In the face of Victor's weight of nearly 400 pounds, Lin Feng's figure looks even thinner.

They thought of many possibilities in their minds.

Lin Feng was smashed into the air by Victor.

Lin Feng ran around the ring, draining Victor's stamina.

But only did not think of such a possibility.

In a way that shocked everyone's eyeballs, with absolute strength, in a crushing posture, Lin Feng knocked this strong man who surpassed him in every aspect and flew out!

They couldn't understand, how exactly did this happen?

"Bajiquan... This is a national art!"

"The legendary sticking to the mountain is too terrifying."

"The power of national art is so great?"

The audience woke up from the shock and shouted Lin Feng's name loudly.

The cheers this time were more terrifying than the previous ones, and the big boxing stadium was like boiling boiling water.

Lin Feng looked up at Victor, who was strangled by his neck and held up to the octagonal cage. The cheers from all directions made his blood boil.

There was an expression called madness on his face.

He added his lips and said, "I haven't played a scorpion yet, what do you think?"

These words broke Victor's heart, and the only air flowed out of the trapped owner's trachea gap, and it came out of his mouth, and it was difficult to gather a voice: "Let... let me go."

"Bang!"

Lin Feng released his palm and let him fall.

The huge body caused a lot of movement in the ring.

Victor clutched his neck so hard that he felt like he almost died.

"stand up!"

Lin Feng's calm and frantic voice sounded in his ear in an irreversible tone.

He raised his head and looked at the not tall man standing in front of him, his voice trembling: "I recognize..."

"Snapped!"

Before he could say that word, Lin Feng kicked his right foot heavily in his face, and lost two teeth.

"Aren't you going to break my hands and feet?"

"Don't you want to see Daxia's martial arts?"

"Now, stand up!"

Lin Feng's calm tone was absent, and the last sentence almost burst into a roar, causing every part of Victor's body to tremble.

The coach ran under the ring and shouted: "He has already conceded, you can't do it!"

Lin Feng turned his head to look, expressionless.

But at this moment, Victor, who was sitting on the ground, propped his hands and feet on the ground, and suddenly rushed towards Lin Feng.

"I killed you!"

Victor yelled.

Getting closer!

He seemed to see Lin Feng being thrown under him, unable to move.

"That's what's interesting."

Lin Feng, who had not turned his head yet, noticed the movement, and a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Without looking back, without looking, Lin Feng twisted his left foot in place, his whole body was full of energy, and the whip kicked out with his right leg, hitting Victor's body precisely like a heavy hammer.

"Bang!"

The four-three-one legs fell like a battle axe, and Victor's body was blasted out like a cannonball, hitting the ground and rubbing for a distance before stopping.

This kick made him completely unable to get up, and his internal organs were injured. He opened his mouth to say something, but there was only blood that kept overflowing.

Lin Feng walked up and looked down at him from a height. Amid the cheers of tens of thousands of people, he forcibly restrained the urge to smash his head with one foot.

He turned to look at the referee under the stage.

The latter hurried up, came outside the octagonal cage and asked, "Is the knot... over?"

"Um."

Lin Feng responded lightly, and the referee opened the door and walked in, seemingly not daring to approach Lin Feng.

Standing two meters away from Lin Feng, he announced loudly, "Lin Feng, win!"

"Brother Lin!"

"Invincible National Art!"

"Brother Lin, Brother Lin!"

The cheers rose from wave to wave, Lin Feng stabilized his mind and tried not to let himself be affected by the cheers.

In the presidential suite, this group of high-level people is sullen.

The last game was over, too, in a way they didn't expect.

Under the condition that the gap is not too big, Lin Feng just turned Victor, who ranked second in the overall ranking, into a poor bastard who couldn't even take the initiative to admit defeat.

In this match, Lin Feng pierced the entire fighting island with his fists.

In front of Lin Feng, the world's highest-level underground boxing ring is like a joke.

Zhang Kai and the others also felt their blood boil at the moment. If it wasn't for the limited identities of the host and observer, they could not wait to stand up to cheer for Lin Feng, shout his name loudly, and participate in this carnival feast.

...

Beautiful country, in an Alaska prison.

In the huge indoor activity room, the prisoners rarely sat neatly on the ground, looking up at the small TV hanging from the ceiling.

When Lin Feng kicked Victor, the entire prison burst into a huge cheer.

In the corner of the prison, a tall black man with a black face turned pale at the moment.

The prisoners beside him grunted.

"He's amazing."

"Fortunately, he was not allowed to go to the island at that time."

"terrible!"

"Charles, we dodged!"

"We survived!"

"Thank God!"

These prisoners are the captured pirates. They were planning to go out, and they went to Lin Feng and asked him to return the money from the boat sale.

But now, they no longer dare to think like this.

This guy is a pervert, not human!

They realized how lucky they were that they didn't meet Lin Feng face to face at that time.

Pirate Ship?

Everyone is a friend. Talking about money hurts feelings. He likes to give it to him.

Charles said he didn't mind at all.

...

...

Today belongs to Lin Feng, tonight belongs to Lin Feng, and today the whole world belongs to Lin Feng!

Three games a day, the stronger the stronger.

Each game is picked out individually, and people can watch it over and over a dozen times, without feeling boring at all.

Lin Feng returned to the hotel, took a hot shower and came out, and the knock on the door suddenly sounded.

He went to open the door and was slightly taken aback when he saw Yang Shasha who suddenly appeared in front of him.

"How did you come?"

"I'm here to cheer you on!"

"come in."

"Uh-huh."

As soon as he entered the room, he saw Lord Wolf, Yang Shasha ran over and hugged Lord Wolf's head, Lord Wolf shook it off with disgust.

Yang Shasha said, "Brother Lin, there are many people in China who want to cooperate with you."

"Oh, what brand are they?"

"The brand side...not yet."

"No?"

"Yes, no brand dares to find you now, because Fighting Island... No one knows whether this kind of publicity orientation is good or not, so I dare not eat crabs."

"Is that so." Lin Feng hummed.

However, he felt that there was nothing wrong with himself, at least he was justifying the name of the martial arts.

But he can understand the concerns of these people.

"Who was looking for me then?"

"Martial Arts Hall, Boxing Hall." Yang Shasha took out her phone and said, "Xingyi Boxing Hall in Fu City, Jinling Wu's Grade 8 Martial Arts Hall, Taijiquan in Hanwu City..."

The more Lin Feng listened, the tighter his brows became: "What are they doing?"

Yang Shasha said: "They have a lot of ideas. The eighth-level martial arts hall wants to invite you to be the deputy head. Xingyi Quanguan hopes you can claim to be a disciple of their boxing hall, Taijiquan..."

"Let them get out." Lin Feng interrupted, not thinking at all: "If another call like this comes in, just let them get out, as far as they can get away."

"A group of people who make a name for themselves, they usually cheat for money, but they have an idea on my head."

Yang Shasha knew that these boxing gyms had slandered him, and even jointly demanded that Lin Feng be removed from the Chuanwu circle.

Before coming, Yang Shasha didn't want Lin Feng to agree.

After all, if he agrees, it will actually affect Lin Feng's personal reputation.

Some people will say, you Lin Feng is too low-end, even this kind of bad money is just right.

Seeing Lin Feng's reaction, she was relieved.

"I also don't think you should pay attention to them." Yang Shasha smiled brightly, put down her phone, and asked, "Brother Lin, you have won six games in a row now. When will the next boxing match start?"

"I don't know." He wanted to know too.

Finish the fight early and leave early.

Yang Shasha asked: "There shouldn't be anyone better than you in Fighting Island now, right? Oh, no, Victor, who is the most powerful today, is ranked second, and there is another first place, but I think even if the first place comes, it will be played. But you."

Lin Feng smiled, this little girl didn't know much about this industry, and thought that ranking was everything.

"Dong dong dong."

There was a knock on the door.

Lin Feng was overjoyed: "I'll open the door."

Usually no one is looking for him, so knocking on the door at this time, it is estimated that the next boxing match is decided.

Looking at Cui Guanghui outside the door, Lin Feng asked, "The schedule is out?"

"It's out." Cui Guanghui handed him the race schedule and said, "But the race bear only marked the time and place, nothing else."

Lin Feng glanced at it and knew what he meant.

Only time, tomorrow morning at half past ten.

"Only one?"

"I don't know." Cui Guanghui shook his head: "That's the information above."

"Lin Feng..."

"how?"

"I feel that your schedule, Fighting Island may be specially customized for you."

What he's trying to say is that Fight Island is targeting you.

Don't talk about the present, let's just say that today's three consecutive boxing matches, looking at the fighting field in the past, have never happened before.

This is simply to hope that Lin Feng will be killed by these three people, and that he will lose the boxing match.

Now the sixth boxing match is out, but there is nothing but time.

What does it mean?

A fool can understand.

But what Cui Guanghui couldn't understand was why Fight Island did this?

Does it make sense to target someone who has nothing to do with their Fight Island?

"Well." Lin Feng said: "Fighting Island attaches great importance to me."

"rest early."

Lin Feng closed the door, returned to the living room, and stared at the schedule.

But there is only a simple line of time on it, and there is no other information for reference.

"Brother Lin, is the sixth game set?"

"It's settled." Lin Feng said: "Tomorrow at half past ten."

"Just one game?"

"I don't know."

"what?"

Yang Shasha didn't understand, so Lin Feng briefly told her about it.

After listening, Yang Shasha said, "I see."

"what do you know?"

"Brother Lin, you offended them!"

Yang Shasha's little face said with certainty.

offend?

Lin Feng laughed and said, "I haven't even seen them face to face, so how could I be offended?"

Yang Shasha didn't answer and asked, "Brother Lin, if Fighting Island invited you to become a professional boxer, would you agree?"

"Won't."

"They also think you won't, because Fighting Island is not very formal, it is only formal locally, and no one recognizes them internationally."

"However, Fight Island has the highest specifications, and they are the real unrestricted fighting. What other tournaments don't recognize is their legal surname, but they never deny it on this point. On the contrary, everyone agrees with this. One point, recognize the cruelty and difficulty of Fighting Island."

Following her words, Lin Feng seemed to have a faint clue: "Go ahead."

Yang Shasha said: "If you are a professional boxer, I believe that Fighting Island will treat you equally and arrange your boxing matches like other boxers. But you are not, you are just an amateur, because of the intervention of Tianhe Group, you Only have the opportunity to participate in the boxing match.”

"It's just that they didn't expect Brother Lin to be so powerful."

"But the more powerful you are, the more vulnerable Fighting Island's fighters are. Maybe at first Fighting Island just wanted to use you to expand their influence, and also use you to make money through gambling. But now you are beyond their control, So, you have to lose!"

Lin Feng nodded: "I understand what you mean."

Yang Shasha said: "They will do anything to make you lose in the boxing match. The rules of Fighting Island have no rules, so they can give you the worst environment within the rules."

She picked up the schedule, looked at the monotonous time on it, and said: "I guess the difficulty of tomorrow's boxing match is definitely not comparable to these five boxing matches. Although I don't know how they can improve the difficulty, but Since they can set a sixth boxing match in such a short time, they must have considered it."

Yang Shasha analyzed herself. After the analysis, she wanted to know more and more, who will Lin Feng fight in tomorrow's boxing match?

Is it the boxer who ranks first overall?

But even so, Lin Feng has a nearly 100% win rate.

The results of objective analysis can only be used as a reference, but the reference value is not great.

Lin Feng licked Lord Wolf, and was also curious, but after thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't come up with it.

"Go to sleep, I'm going to sleep too."

"Um."

Yang Shasha went back to her room.

The night passed quickly.

The next morning, Lin Feng finished breakfast and sat in the room waiting quietly.

Zhang Kai looked at the schedule in front of him and said with a weird expression: "Lin Feng's sixth boxing match is at 10:30 this morning."

"The time was announced yesterday." Jiang Hai asked: "Who is his opponent?"

"do not know?"

"what?"

"Just one game?"

"do not know."

Zhang Kai shook his head: "Actually, the official fighting island only gave a time, and there is no other data."

"Fuck, Fighting Island was intentional, right?"

"It's obviously intentional, and I don't say who my opponent is, and I don't say a few games. Are you so afraid of my brother Lin's victory?"

[Duck King]: It's the same whether you say it or not, and the ending will not change.

"That's right, unless they dare to cheat, my brother Lin will sweep!"

"Fighting Island is lustful, it makes people's appetite."

"The odds will be announced at 9:30 later, and then we will know who the opponent is."

"Hahaha, witty group!"

At half past nine, the odds came out.

A large army of netizens opened the website one after another, and as a result, the gambling website collapsed.

"Would you like this, the website actually crashed?"

"It's a spinach company anyway. Will buying a few more spare servers kill you?"

"See you for a long time, even this kind of situation can happen?"

"Tiger Shark: Brother."

What scene have you never seen in the Spinach Company?

But this scene, they expressed for the first time.

They urgently added a few servers, for fear of being overwhelmed again.

It wasn't until ten o'clock that the website was back online.

As soon as the website was launched, a large number of netizens poured in immediately.

The gaming company knew that they were here to see Lin Feng, and directly posted the odds information between Lin Feng and the opponent's boxer on the first page of the website, and did not dare to put it on the second page.

In that case, there will be a secondary shock to their servers.

odds.

Lin Feng, 1.05.

Beichenhai, 1.3.

"I'm so stupid! Brother Lin 1.05? Did the website crash and didn't refresh?"

"Refreshed, it's really 1.05, Spinach's conscience found out, do you want to send money?"

"This really refreshed my understanding. My brother Lin even stepped on the second Victor. There is still 1.05?"

[Duck King]: This is a good thing, a good thing, I have already made a bet and waited to pick up the money.

"Who is Bei Chenhai? This surname is so strange."

Zhang Kai said: "The odds are out. To be honest, when I saw that Lin Feng's odds were 1.05, I was really surprised."

Niu Zhidao: "No, Lin Feng's odds are unexpected, but compared to Beichenhai's 1.3 odds, I am even more surprised..."

"I'm just curious, who is this Bei Chenhai? Does this odds mean that Bei Chenhai and Lin Feng are almost the same in strength?"

"Yan Peng, which boxer is Bei Chenhai?"

Several people looked at him, Yan Peng shook his head: "I haven't heard of it."

Looking at Beichenhai's name, Yan Peng said, "He shouldn't be a boxer from Fighting Island, maybe he was invited by Fighting Island from somewhere else."

Qu Li asked: "If you can invite Fighting Island, he must not be an ordinary person. He should be famous in the world, right?"

Yan Peng also feels that the people who can be invited by Fighting Island must be unusual, but...

"I've never heard of this man." He shook his head.

Zhou Lingling said, "Is he a native of the country?"

A few people were stunned, only to realize that this name does not seem to be from Daxia.

"Really, it doesn't seem like we are from Daxia."

"I thought this person's surname was Bei, but I thought this surname was unpopular enough."

"What do you think of Fighting Island, there are still boxers in the country that can beat my brother Lin?"

"If you just look at the odds, this Bei Chenhai is probably no worse than Brother Lin."

Unfortunately, there is too little information released by Fighting Island.

There were also people who went online to check, but found almost nothing.

"Beichenhai?"

Lin Feng looked at the name, lost in thought.

The most famous of the country is sumo, is it possible that a sumo wrestler has been chosen?

...

At ten o'clock, Cui Guanghui appeared outside the door on time.

When he looked at Yang Shasha who came out with Lin Feng, he was a little surprised: "This is?"

"My agent." Lin Feng said: "In charge of matters related to my cooperation."

"Oh." Cui Guanghui said, "Let's go there."

"Wow, Brother Lin is such a beautiful agent!"

"It's so cute and has a great body!"

"I cried, Brother Lin is really a winner in life."

"Aren't you curious, what happened when Brother Lin and his sister were in the same room?"

"Lord Wolf is the main room, what do you think?"

At 10:20, we arrived at the boxing arena.

The auditorium was still full.

When Lin Feng appeared in the boxing ring, nearly 60,000 people shouted Lin Feng's name loudly.

Many professional athletes from all walks of life are also watching Lin Feng's boxing match.

They looked at this scene and listened to the uniform shouts, and they were full of envy in their hearts.

This is the most glorious moment in their hearts!

When Lin Feng sat down, the clock reached ten twenty.

At this time, a staff member in a suit walked up to Lin Feng with a document in his hand.

"Mr. Lin, please sign this?"

"Life and death? Didn't I sign it?"

"It's not a life-and-death situation."

Lin Feng took it over and glanced at it, his face suddenly sank.

This is a consent form related to the next boxing match.

The content is very simple, to get Lin Feng to agree that in the sixth boxing match, both fighters can use weapons.

Anger rose from his heart, but it wasn't whether he was using weapons or not.

It was the fighting field that notified him less than ten minutes before the boxing match.

This is disrespectful to him!

"Damn, can I use weapons in this match?"

"The fighting arena is such a dog, I only informed Brother Lin now!"

"Gan, sign your uncle!"

Netizens were furious when they saw this.

Lin Feng said coldly, "What will happen if I don't sign?"

The staff said: "If you don't sign, this boxing match will be regarded as your giving up."

After pondering for a few seconds, Lin Feng asked, "How many boxing matches are there today?"

"Sorry, Mr. Lin, I don't know." The staff is like a machine.

"Pen."

Lin Feng reached out, took the pen, and signed his name.

After signing, the staff pointed to the distance: "There is a weapon rack over there, Mr. Lin, you can choose the weapon you need at will."

"Well." Lin Feng was expressionless.

And Bei Chenhai, who was sitting in the rest area opposite, a 30-year-old man who looked ordinary, also saw this scene.

He turned to talk to the assistant beside him for a few words, then got up and walked towards Lin Feng.

"Hello, Lin Sang, I'm Bei Chenhai, the opponent you're about to play against." Bei Chenhai was about 1.79 meters tall, standing straight.

"Hello."

"Lin Sang's Japanese is very good." Bei Chenhai smiled and immediately asked: "Lin Sang seems to have some accidents, may I ask, did you just learn that you were fighting against me and using cold weapons? "

"Um."

"terribly sorry."

After receiving a positive reply from Lin Feng, Bei Chenhai bowed to him and apologized: "I don't know about this. We are about to enter the arena. This should be a fair duel. If you are not good at using weapons, we will see you later. In the competition, I will also give up the use of weapons. This is respect for you and the arena, and it does not mean to slander you, I hope you can understand."

Lin Feng was a little surprised when he saw his eyes, shook his head and said, "I am surprised by your honesty and fair play principles, but you don't need to. I am also good at weapons."

Beichen Haidao: "Then I can rest assured, Lin Sang, I am looking forward to fighting with you."

"I'm looking forward to the same."

"See you in the ring later."

Bei Chenhai nodded slightly and turned back to the rest area.

Lin Feng got up and walked to the weapon rack.

"This Beichenhai is very principled."

"This is called the spirit of competition. Fighting Island is really disgusting."

"Brother Lin will take it easy later, I think this person is not bad."

"Going into the ring and exerting 12 points of strength is the respect for the opponent, and letting the water out is humiliating."

Zhang Kai said: "It turned out to be the Weapons Bureau!"

Yan Pengdao: "Weapon bureaus are rare. As far as I know, it is difficult to have a weapons bureau in Fighting Island throughout the year. They really pay attention to Lin Feng..."

...

Lin Feng stood in front of the weapon rack, looking at the dazzling array of weapons, he was a little confused for a while.

Knives, swords, guns, sticks...

In the end, Lin Feng chose and grabbed a sword-shaped knife in one hand.

Tang knife!

This is an imitation gold and silver tian Tang Dasao!

The original original knife was collected by the Japanese Shoso-in.

And this one is a one-meter-one imitation, and the quality is quite high.

"Shh!"

He pulled it out, weighed it slightly, and quickly swept the blade with one finger, flicking lightly when it approached the tip of the blade.

"Ding!"

A crisp sound rang out.

"Good knife!"

Lin Feng couldn't help but praise.

Aside from other things, the weapons prepared by Fighting Island are really good.

He returned to the position with the knife, and at this time, it was half past ten.

The referee stepped onto the ring and said loudly, "Both boxers please come on stage!"

The two came to the stage.

The referee briefly said some rules, Bei Chenhai kept looking at Lin Feng, observing him in detail.

Lin Feng, on the other hand, closed his eyes slightly.

He is selecting the sword method from the [Weapon Master Purchase Channel].

"[Knife Technique (Small Achievement+)] Purchase was successful."

Lin Feng immediately upgraded it to Grandmaster.

[Knife Technique (Grandmaster)]: One knife splits the road of life and death, and two feet out of right and wrong! A collection of hundreds of swordsmanships in one, a faction of its own, returning to the original.

"Start!" At this moment, the referee shouted and quickly stepped down.

Bei Chenhai looked at Lin Feng, and just as he was about to speak, he saw Lin Feng slowly open his eyes.

In an instant, he seemed to see a touch of invisible lightning in Lin Feng's eyes, and it disappeared in a flash!

Bei Chenhai's heart was slightly dazed, and he quickly regained clarity. He couldn't help but shrink his pupils slightly, and muttered to himself in a shocking tone: "Electricity in the empty room, this is... the pinnacle of swordsmanship!"

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[Two updates of 16,000 words, this paragraph has a little more information to be checked, and the writing is a little slow... I'm sorry. By the way, ask for a ticket].